Bang, bang, bang...
Following the three sounds of bodies hitting the ground, those who were about to join the white-haired guy in attacking Ye Qiu fell to the ground.
Clang.
The white-haired guy, who still wanted to attack Ye Qiu, was directly scared silly. The wrench in his hand dropped to the ground. Watching Ye Qiu, who was glaring at him, he prepared to run, but after two steps, he tripped over the stone that Cheng Jie had previously kicked, stumbled, and then fell to the ground face first.
Just as he tried to get up, the white-haired guy felt a powerful foot stomp on his back, causing him to cry out in pain. At the same time, he heard Ye Qiu's cold voice saying, "Take those people with you and go clean my car."
The white-haired guy was angry upon hearing this, wanting to say something, but his back was stomped again viciously by Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu's voice rang out once more, "If you dare utter a word, I'll break your hand today, making sure you'll never drive again."
The white-haired guy was terrified, nodding immediately, "I'll clean it, I'll clean it..."
After speaking, he felt the foot on his back lifted off. He then endured the severe pain in his back and struggled to get up, looking at Ye Qiu in front of him, his eyes filled with fright.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and clean!" Ye Qiu said.
The white-haired guy frowned, then glanced at Wang Long inside the Lamborghini, who was also gaping with disbelief, wanting to say something. But upon hearing Ye Qiu's voice, he obediently closed his mouth: "I'll give you three seconds; don't go, and I'll break your hands."
The white-haired guy believed Ye Qiu would follow through, and he knew Ye Qiu was tough; they were no match for him.
Despite the anger in his heart, the white-haired guy still called the three companions who were similarly beaten to a miserable state by Ye Qiu. He then glared fiercely at Ye Qiu before heading toward the Ford car they had dirtied.
As he walked past Cheng Jie, who was sitting on the ground with hands clasped as if praying, he heard Cheng Jie mumbling, "Please, God, don't let anything happen to Ye Qiu. Even if something does, make sure those guys go easy on him."
After hearing Cheng Jie's words, the white-haired guy and his companions were speechless, secretly thinking this chubby guy was stupid. Hadn't he heard the previous sounds?
Ye Qiu watched the white-haired guy and his lot go clean the Ford car, nodded, and then shouted, "Use your clothes to clean it..."
The white-haired guy and his companions were angry at heart upon hearing this. However, seeing Ye Qiu's cold eyes, they dared not say anything, cursed Ye Qiu in their hearts, and slowly took off their clothes to clean the Ford car.
Ye Qiu saw the obedient white-haired group and nodded in satisfaction, then looked at the fat Cheng Jie, who was still sitting on the ground praying, shaking his head speechlessly.
He walked over to Cheng Jie and kicked him in the butt.
"Ah, don't hit me, don't hit me; just hit Ye Qiu, anyway, it won't matter if it's a punch or two more..."
Hearing the fat guy's words, Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, then kicked the fat guy's butt hard and cursed, "Fatty, you really have no conscience, actually letting them hit me two more punches."
Originally begging for mercy, Cheng Jie was stunned hearing Ye Qiu's voice. Then he slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing Ye Qiu standing in front of him, he was a bit puzzled, then glanced around. When he saw the white-haired group holding their clothes, cleaning his Ford car, he gaped and pointed at the white-haired guy, then looked at Ye Qiu, feeling somewhat bewildered.
"Come on, get up..."
Ye Qiu saw Cheng Jie's puzzled look, helped him up, and explained, "They realized they made a mistake themselves, so they're making up for it."
"Ah? They didn't hit you?" Cheng Jie was a bit confused.
Ye Qiu laughed, "Why would they hit me? They are good people; I just reasoned with them, and they realized their mistakes, so they went to clean your car."
"Ah?" Cheng Jie was even more confused, "Reasoned?"
The white-haired group, while using their clothes to clean the Ford car, felt angry hearing Ye Qiu's words, and were helpless looking at the car.
Now they understood what was meant by self-inflicted misfortune.
"Hey, I say... have my people use their clothes to clean your car, isn't this a bit too much?"
Just as Ye Qiu was explaining to the confused Cheng Jie, Wang Long's voice came from behind him, though without the previous disdain, but with a hint of fear.
Ye Qiu, hearing Wang Long, slowly turned to face him, smiled, and said, "Too much? It's their fault in the first place; they're only making up for their mistakes now. What's excessive about that?"
After hearing Ye Qiu, Wang Long frowned and then said, "I'm from H City's Jiying Racing Team, my big brother is Wang Jie, could you give me some face?"
"Wang Jie?" Ye Qiu was stunned hearing Wang Long.
Seeing Ye Qiu stunned, Wang Long thought he'd scared him with his name.
In the past, whenever he encountered an ignorant kid, as long as he mentioned his name, everyone in H City would show him some respect.
After all, Jiying Racing Team was one of the top two in H City, and his big brother Wang Jie was the captain's brother.
People respected Jiying Racing Team because professional racing's influence spreads worldwide, beyond what people imagine.
With influence naturally comes immense commercial interests, inevitably leading to connections with politics and business.
This interconnectedness is the same not only in Huaxia but globally.
Hence, Jiying Racing Team, as the leading team in H City, naturally has some background, involving connections with big figures.
"Ye Qiu, the influence of the Jiying Racing Team in H City is huge, and the team captain Wang Xuan has a significant background. Since this green-haired guy is under the protection of Wang Xuan's brother, Wang Jie, let's not provoke them."
Cheng Jie, upon hearing Wang Long's words, was immediately frightened and hurriedly advised Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu frowned upon hearing this and after a moment of silence, looked at Wang Long and said, "What do you intend to do?"
Wang Long, who had been staring at Ye Qiu, felt both contempt and pride upon hearing Cheng Jie's words. At this moment, seeing Ye Qiu seemingly yielding, his disdainful attitude resurfaced.
With a cold laugh, he said, "What to do? All my subordinates are the main force of the Jiying Racing Team. You beat them all and humiliated them. What do you say to that?"
At this moment, the white-haired people who were originally polishing the Ford witnessed Ye Qiu seemingly frightened and yielding after Wang Long revealed his name, and they felt quite relieved.
They all threw away their now-dirty clothes and angrily encircled Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu glanced at the white-haired people around him and then looked at Wang Long, who was full of contempt, and suddenly smiled, saying, "You say you are from the Jiying Racing Team? Your elder brother is called Wang Jie?"
Ye Qiu thought of the day he won against the opponent and acquired that Porsche from them as soon as he heard the opponent mentioning his elder brother Wang Jie.
"Are you scared now?" Wang Long didn't speak, but the white-haired person beside him said, "If you're scared, quickly apologize to us, otherwise..."
Bang.
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a strong force in his stomach, and then his whole body flew backward five or six meters and fell to the ground, spitting out a large amount of saliva, looking incredulously at Ye Qiu, who had attacked him.
"You?"
Wang Long was also startled by Ye Qiu's sudden move. Pointing at Ye Qiu, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Me?" Ye Qiu smiled, "Is your Jiying Racing Team really that formidable? Is Wang Jie really that great? I don't think so..."
"You don't think so?" Wang Long became unhappy upon hearing Ye Qiu mock his elder brother.
"My elder brother Wang Jie, who is a C-level racer about to become a B-level racer. How many B-level racers are there in H City? He is considered one of the top drivers in H City."
Wang Long had always been under Wang Jie's protection and cared for by him, so he defended Wang Jie from the bottom of his heart.
"Oh really? Is he that formidable?" Ye Qiu smiled, "Then why did he lose his own car?"
"How do you know?"
Wang Long was stunned when he heard Ye Qiu's words,
The incident of Wang Jie losing both the race and his beloved car was kept a strict secret, but as a key member of the team and Wang Jie's confidant, he was aware of it.
Moreover, when drinking with Wang Jie, who was depressed, Wang Jie had told him that the person who made him lose the car was his classmate, a guy named Ye Qiu, and said he wouldn't let him go next time he saw him.
Later, Wang Jie said some drunken words about wanting to kill Ye Qiu and that during the race with Ye Qiu, he was not feeling well. He planned to find Ye Qiu for revenge and personally take back his Porsche after some secluded training with his brother Wang Xuan for a few days.
But this was all said to Wang Long when Wang Jie was drunk, and others didn't know about it, right?
While the team members speculated about where Wang Jie's beloved car went, they were told by Wang Jie that it was being modified, so no one knew the truth.
But how could this guy facing him know?
"How do I know?" Ye Qiu smiled, "Because the person who beat him is me, and that Porsche is now in my possession."
After Ye Qiu finished speaking, Wang Long was stunned, and the people beside him were all stunned as well, even Cheng Jie was stunned.
However, Wang Long suddenly pointed at Ye Qiu and laughed, and the few people who were also stunned also laughed out loud.
Wang Long laughed as he said, "Hahahaha, you beat my elder brother Wang Jie? Are you out of your mind? My elder brother is about to become a B-level racer, and you, what are you? Daring to boast about beating my elder brother?"
Cheng Jie, who was beside Ye Qiu, wiped the sweat off his forehead and then looked at Ye Qiu somewhat speechlessly, his face very awkward. After hesitating for a moment, he tugged at Ye Qiu's arm and said, "Ye Qiu, can we stop boasting, Wang Jie is a B-level racer, Ye Qiu you..."
Cheng Jie's subsequent words were left unsaid, but Ye Qiu understood what Cheng Jie was thinking. However, he smiled slightly and then looked at Wang Long, who was laughing with his hands on his stomach, his expression extremely calm, "Finished laughing?"
Upon hearing Ye Qiu's voice, Wang Long and the others gradually stopped laughing and looked at Ye Qiu, saying, "Kid, you may be good at fighting, but your boasting skills are even better. Now that you know my identity, why don't you come over and apologize to me? Maybe I'll let you go.
And about the boastful thing you said today about beating my elder brother Wang Jie, I won't let him know. Otherwise, if my elder brother finds out, you'd be as good as dead."
While Wang Long was speaking, he was looking up and didn't see Ye Qiu walking towards him until he did, which startled him: "What are you doing?"
"You've said too much nonsense. I want you to shut up."
Just as Ye Qiu was about to slap Wang Long's face, a strong hand suddenly caught his raised hand.
Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment and then turned to see that the person holding his arm was Yue Feng, who was driving the McLaren and wearing black-framed glasses. Ye Qiu frowned upon recognizing him.
When Ye Qiu looked over, Yue Feng smiled slightly, then released Ye Qiu's arm and said with a smile, "I'm Yue Feng, can you give me some face and let this go?"